Last night I dreamed we played
Model airplanes and such
I heard your laugh again
And felt your company
Special, so very special
Since you left it’s been a bit harder
I guess every son misses his father
It’s not the same you see
No one to ask now when needing advice
No special moments of devilish fun
No more beers down the pub
No trips full of historical interest
Just a dream or two
and a face that looks enough like you
to warrant a second glance
Where did you go?
Cos I really miss you you know.

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